@Moina59 5 September 2021 more from that month

Random poetry Maybe I'll forget; In this weeping sky, in the midst of the trees, I will find you. Millennia or light years away, From the shadows of the earth to the abandoned sun, Acquaintances, familiar paths, I always find you in the evening. Where the smell of coffee calls to secrecy; The poems of urban poets are read Broken furniture. Just a little lack of love The smell of kadam flower has fallen! Failed Bakul is a pity Gradually wiped away the tears. Get rid of all the anger of the brain. My night is full of fatigue, The memory that has fallen is eternally monotonous; All the verses of life are false Back to back in the unbearable past